Vol 3 Chapter 2164: -Letter printing

The words of Ji Thief fell, and everyone in the Jinluan Hall cast doubtful eyes.
good stuff? What's the good thing?
Ji Zei rushed to Tushan Mountain and beckoned. When the latter came to the front, Ji Zei picked up the paper that Abian had sent, and ordered: "Send them one by one and show them to everyone."
Tushan was still wondering when he took it in his hand: "My lord, what is this?"
"You post it first, and I will tell you later."
"Oh."
Holding the paper, everyone in Tushan handed out a copy.
Everyone held the paper, flicking this one, knocking that one, and at the same time, they asked Ji Thief: "My lord, what is this?"
Xue didn't understand, but just looked at Ji Thief with a puzzled look.
Only Uxma hissed when he took the paper.
He has a complete building book on his body, and every page on it looks very similar to what he was holding at this moment.
This isn't it. Usma asked the thief with little confidence: "Majesty, is this the paper you mentioned?"
When Usma said this, everyone in the hall looked back at him: "What? Paper?"
Immediately, everyone turned back and stared at Ji Zei.
The thief smiled cheerfully: "Don't look at me like that. Usma is right. This is paper, and it was just made today."
When this remark came out, everyone was surprised.
Usma took it and measured it carefully: "My lord, how do I feel that the paper you mentioned is a little different from the building book you gave me."
"That's for sure, both the tools and the raw materials are a little different. The difference is a matter of course."
Xue put the paper on the tip of her nose and sniffed, frowning, "Warrior, what's the smell on it? Why does it feel strange?"
Hearing the words, the thief snorted and looked at Abian, winking. That meant asking you if you didn't add spices?
Abian stretched out his hands in embarrassment, as if responding to Ji Zei saying that you didn't ask me for this.
Seeing this, Ji Thief was speechless, put his hand on his lips and coughed, and said: "Then what, the taste is not important, the main thing is to let you look at this paper, come, you all see how it is. How better than linen."
Hearing what Ji Zei said, everyone began to look through the paper in their hands.
I was full of praise while watching.
Don't tell me, this looks much better than linen.
Hearing everyone's admiration for the paper, Ji Thief felt a little smug in his heart. He gently stroked his chin with his hand. It felt like everyone praised him for not paper, but he praised him.
After reading it, Yi hissed and asked the question: "My lord, this paper is made, how do you count the book you are talking about? Is it written on it?"
"Of course, how do you use it without writing on it."
"But these days, the enrollment of students is full. There are 1,157 people. When do they have to copy? If the school is built, it won't be able to keep up."
"Eh···"
Yi's sentence is a point.
Yes, with more than a thousand copies, you can't keep up with the exhaustion.
Good guy, more than a thousand copies.
Among them, it is based on words, mathematical calculations, and experience in medical logistics management. One book is definitely not enough.
Calculating this pile, I am afraid that it will take four thousand starts.
Immediately, Ji Zei frowned.
Everyone put aside their play with the paper and looked over, but no one bothered, because everyone knew that Ji Thief was thinking about the problem.
For about five or six minutes, Ji Thief suddenly slapped his thigh: "Yes, I have an idea."
"what?"
"Letter printing."
"Ah, what, what brush?"
The thief beckoned: "Yi, Usma, you two stay, and the rest, take the paper back, go back and have a try. Starting today, all departments will use this to replace the linen."
Everyone said, so what did we do when we followed? Is it strong?
But Ji Zei couldn't help but listen. After looking at each other, everyone got up and left. Even Xue Zhen Liya is not allowed to stay.
Suddenly, Yi and Usma were left in the temple of Jinluan again.
Usma quietly moved her head to Yi, lowered her voice and said, "I have feelings, I'm going to be unlucky again."
easy:"???"
Usma said: "I dare to bet you, the king must have thought of the idea of ​​squeezing me, do you believe it?"
The corners of Yi's mouth twitched: "Usma, you think too much, he won't be the king."
Usma said in his heart that I won't be arrogant to you, anyway, you'll know after a look.
Thinking about it, Usma raised her head.
At this moment, Ji Thief didn't speak either, but was struggling to write on the paper with a wolf pen.
As a result, both Usma and Yi couldn't help being curious, and stood up to see what was going on.
Seeing that there are not many meetings, Ji Thief smashed his pen: "It's done!"
"What is it?"
Ji Zei handed out the paper that he had drawn: "The diagram printed on the letterpress, come here, you guys have a look."
The two of Usma and Yi brought the drawings over and looked at them in their hands.
But I saw that there was a long and narrow wooden box drawn on the paper. The wooden box was hollowed out in the middle, and there were many empty inlays arranged in a row.
Below the wooden box picture, there are blocks of square patterns, and above the patterns, there are texts on them.
Usma looked at it for a long time and didn't understand it. Instead, he asked the thief: "My lord, what are these?"
Ji Zei took a sip of the water next to him, and said, "Typographic printing, isn't it?"
"Uh, not the king, how do you use this thing?"
"See those embedded in the wooden box?"
"what."
"See the squares under the wooden box?"
"I see, there are still words on it."
The thief nodded in a natural way: "Yes, this is to put the carved square into the inlay, then dip it with black lacquer water, and cover it on the paper. In this way, the font end is just like nothing. And it will be more convenient for rubbing."
"My lord, this may not work." Usma and Yi looked at each other and shook their heads.
Ji Thief asked back: "Why?"
"My lord, you see, these words are just such a few words, you can't just keep printing this sentence. Moreover, if you want to make a book, every word is different. There is no way, it can't be every sentence. Are they all made into such a model? That would be troublesome."
"That's why I use trapped printing."
"???"
Ji Zei raised his chin forward: "See the insets on the wooden box, right? They are active. How to arrange them? Put the corresponding words in. In this way, the problem of words will be solved. Up."
The two suddenly realized, but suddenly they thought of another question, and said with embarrassed expressions: "It's still not possible, my lord."
Ji thief wondered: "Why is it not working?"
"Look, my lord, just these few lines can really tell you what? Cangjie has made a lot of words."
Ji Zei put down the water cup: "I didn't say it, just use those words? I mean, all the known words should be carved out."
"My lord, are you kidding me."
"Who is kidding you?"
Usma's face was embarrassed: "So many words, how long have to be carved?"
"Hey, don't look at the trouble when carving, but after the carving is finished, it will be much easier and more convenient."
"Then it will take a lot of time."
"Yes, my lord, I feel that when we print out the letterpress that you said, my lord, the school would have been completed by then."
"It's okay, don't worry, the school is built and built. You can put it on hold and wait until the books are made before starting operations."
After hearing these words, Usma looked at Qiaoyi, and Yi looked at Usma.
Then, the two looked at Ji Thief at the same time: "Great King, can this work?"
"Of course it can be done, just do as I said, first invigorate the board printing."
Uthma hesitated, as if he had something to say.
The thief noticed, and asked Usma what happened.
Usma hesitated for a moment, and said weakly, "That king, I still have a question."
"You said."
Usma swallowed a sip of water and bit her scalp and asked, "My lord, you are right about this type of printing. Who is it for this job?"
This is the most concerned issue of Usma.
When the question came out, Ji Thief was stunned, and he recovered for a long time, staring at Usma, and he laughed.